The Noisy Room Down the Hall

There are a lot of people in the instrumental music world who are mad as hell right now. Making the calculated decision to use a pen name to...

This summer marks 20 years since I started marching band as a freshman in high school. While I already knew I wanted to teach band by that p...

For the second summer in a row, our building is under some serious construction. The end of the year  has been a frenzy of packing and movin...

For those playing along at home, I had a moment (embarrassingly, much more recently than I'd like to say) where I used female pronouns i...

In case you were living under a rock (which was still likely warmer than much of the Midwest), Michigan and surrounding states were smacked ...

There was a 7th Grade clarinetist who'd been working hard with her partner on their duet. Her friend was a flute player and played the t...

Last Friday I didn't say goodbye to my students as they came in to get their instruments for the weekend. I was tired. Even though it ha...